[It was true. He wasn't alright. Everything felt wrong and life rather sucked. He felt lost. Disoriented. He wanted to hide but felt no energy to do so.]
It's not all mine. [the blood. He skipped everything else that was said an just assured that not all of it was his. Some, yes, but not all.]
She might be back. Vanya came back a couple times.
[ Maybe it's a bad thing, to try to stoke that sense of hope that the Port-out is temporary; Luther doesn't know if it makes it better or worse. He just woke up and it's hard to really piece his way through this conversation properly, but the adrenaline has already scoured him wide-awake. He glances at the door. It feels absurd to be videoing each other when they're just down the hall from each other. ]
You want some company, Ben? Or help finishing that bottle?
[ aka gently prying the alcohol, whatever it is, away from Ben ]
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It's not all mine. [the blood. He skipped everything else that was said an just assured that not all of it was his. Some, yes, but not all.]
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[ Maybe it's a bad thing, to try to stoke that sense of hope that the Port-out is temporary; Luther doesn't know if it makes it better or worse.
He just woke up and it's hard to really piece his way through this conversation properly, but the adrenaline has already scoured him wide-awake. He glances at the door. It feels absurd to be videoing each other when they're just down the hall from each other. ]
You want some company, Ben? Or help finishing that bottle?
[ aka gently prying the alcohol, whatever it is, away from Ben ]